ZackTaylor - Bandito текст песни

Текст песни Bandito - ZackTaylor



Bandito
Pull up with the heat oh and I bet I'll get them out they seat though
Tell em we need more, bottle service by our seats though
My Shawty got a body muy rico
Like plinko, have her bounce on the peg, got her begging me to take her to my bed
With a slight beat woah, ran her hands through my head
While the youngin steady pulling back the spread, got her screaming bandito
Oh my god what have I sort of started
Pass me a shot I feel rewarded
Old soul don't mean I won't get carded
Kill my vibe your whole crew will be parted
I'm a fun guy with some ideas you would run by
Soon as I will stick to to the green like a fungi
Tongue tied when she told me Im the one type
That'll make her jump out the bag of the fun size
Hold up, see my intentions aren't ill
But how my shots shoot quick i'd be licensed to kill
No government official so I'm never passing the bills
Not a fan of the cheap thrills I need million in wills
And in the meantime, dabble with the treat yourself
Vibe of mentality as long as you don't cheat yo wealth
And teach it well the same as you would feature health
They wonder how I been smooth and pray to reach this stealth
Ironically ain't no snakes here but gear been solid
Some keep the metal aside them to protect that wallet
Talking tough from the crib but hide behind your bottles and bonnet
I'll put a burn to your city like gamora and sodom
The man is on one, I don't know if you seen this
Your friends fine put them on the vip list
This film will have more features than a dvd disc
Tell the haters go ahead and sneak diss I'm the
Bandito
Pull up with the heat oh and I bet I'll get them out they seat though
Tell em we need more, bottle service by our seats though
My Shawty got a body muy rico
Like plinko, have her bounce on the peg, got her begging me to take her to my bed
With a slight beat woah, ran her hands through my head
While the youngin steady pulling back the spread, got her screaming bandito
Pop a bottle for this
Break out the Jameson or bottle of cris
Whichever I know will hit
The room is filling with a spiritual mist
From all the spirits we retain when we sip
Say it twice for ones in the back
Pop a bottle for this
Break out the Jameson or bottle of cris
Whichever I know will hit
The room is filling with a spiritual mist
From all the spirits we retain when we sip
This ain't your normal grab a cup then you dip
Who you know got it like this
Without reminding y'all I been had it like this
I'm the one that shows relief in a crisis
You better have the jaw of a crocodile to bite this
One of one ain't no mfg's of me
I got a cita who takes pride in pleasing me
I'm not the type to make damage and leave the scene
No deceiving me, baby I see the green
Uh, I also see them across the room
The eyeing me more than symbols on Egypt tombs
And I can tell they're not worried on jumping brooms
They wanna ride in that monster that will go vroom
Past all hate
Tell em you in good hands no all state
Come up short against me is a tall fate
I watch my opps fizzle down like a phosphate I'm the
Bandito
Pull up with the heat oh and I bet I'll get them out they seat though
Tell em we need more, bottle service by our seats though
My Shawty got a body muy rico
Like plinko, have her bounce on the peg, got her begging me to take her to my bed
With a slight beat woah, ran her hands through my head
While the youngin steady pulling back the spread, got her screaming bandito



Авторы: De'andrea Martin



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